A Little Rest and Relaxation

by RaijingtheClockworkPony

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Fancypants, Sex, Fleur de Lis, Slice of Life
Length: 4835

Fleur needed some time off, and the beach, a bikini, and a few drinks were exactly what she wanted. Her husband and a little private time were a bonus.

Fleur de Lis has had a stressful month, and now she is taking time off with her husband, Fancy Pants, and relaxing on the beach. What follows is just how she decided to spend her day on the beach.

This story is part of the Fun in the Sun contest, and as such, will contain fun, bikini's and maybe the sun.

Published 2015-03-30 21:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-03-30 21:40:02 UTC

Fun, and a little bit of Sun

Fleur's hooves aches, and her back was killing her as she stepped into the dressing room of the now finished fashion show. She quickly removed the leggings of silk clad to her light pink legs and sat down on a small chair, tossing the removed garments onto a small makeup table. Relief flooded her body as she was finally able to sit, and she watched the chaos around her. Several other models were doing as she was, sitting to rest, and removing the clothing they had just shown off, dresses, gowns, gloves, panties and bras were all quickly being removed, in favor of something more comfortable.

Fleur took a moment to admire her reflection in the mirror of the makeup table. She was lithe in form and she loved the tone of her fur, with its white with just a hint of pink. For many a mare, that would have been seen as a 'flaw' for this industry, but her employer, Hoity Toity had made it work for an entire fashion line. She turned her attention to her mane, and while it was rather over done up for the show, it was a light shade of pink, complimenting her fur, making it look white in comparison.

Her attention was brought away from the mirror and to the stallion she had thought of a moment ago, and his companion for the night, and designer of the outfit she wore, as well as a friend, Rarity. The stallion was wearing a light grey suit, but it was his signature frilled shirt, and large popped collar that made him recognizable through the crowd. Rarity, on the other hand, was easy to spot due to her snow white complexion, and deep purple dress and mane.

"You out did yourself Fleur!" The greyblue stallion smiled, removing his glasses and putting them into his pinstripe suit pocket. "Rarity's designs have never looked better in motion."

The pure white mare next to him smiled and quickly picked up the leggings the model had placed on the table. "Thank you again for wearing them. I hope they weren't too tight. I wanted them to hug the body, not strangle it..."

The pink maned mare smiled and began removing the dress of light green she was wearing. "It was snug, but I rather enjoyed it." Within a minute, with a little help from the other unicorns, she was free of the dress, and was in her panties and a corset, of matching green to the dress. "Anything for a friend as well. Where is Fancy? He was with you correct?"

Fleur took a moment to look around the dressing room again, and it was still a mad rush of models, assistants, directors, and now employers, and designers mingling. Hoity nodded to the mare, and placed his deep purple shades back on his nose.

"He was talking to a few ponies about the financials of our company. He should be hear any moment."

Fleur nodded and used her magic to quickly undo the corset, and placed it on the table, freeing her breasts from their confines. She took a moment to massage them. "Rarity, I must ask that next time, you make the padding a little bit thicker for me. My girls were riding that corset rather roughly."

The white mare nodded. "Of course dear." Rarity walked over and picked up the corset then looked to the now topless Fleur. "Still, your girls made it look amazing."

Fleur smiled and admired her breasts in the mirror. They were large, especially for a model, just barely D cups, but she was proud of them. They were perky, round, and best of all, soft to the touch. She enjoyed playing with them, but she loved it best when Fancy played with them. She glanced over to Rarity, who was admiring her body as well.

"Rarity, could you be a dear, and get me my clothes? I would love to be like this all the time, but sadly, I do need to head home soon enough."

The mares shared a giggle and Rarity left to find Fleur's clothes. Hoity looked at Fleur for a moment through his shades. "So, you and Fancy are going on a vacation tomorrow correct?"

The light pink mare nodded and began removing the pins and other accessories from her mane, and let it fall to her shoulders and bosom. "We are. We've been planning this for a while. We leave tomorrow for the resort."

The stallion walked over to her and smiled at her. "Thank you for doing this. I know it was last minute for you."

Fleur giggled and kissed the stallion on the cheek. "I would do anything for a friend. You offered me a job when no one else would, and you helped me convince the stallion I love to go on a date with me. I owe you more than one or two shows."

The stallion chuckled and hugged Fleur. "Still, a six hour show, and most of it in clothes not perfectly fitted. You worked a miracle out there tonight, and gave Rarity another boost to her business."

The pair worked together to remove the sequins and pins from Fleur's mane and tail. The mare sat in the chair, and massaged her breasts slowly to remove the soreness the corset gave them. She was lost in the sensation of her soft mounds of flesh being massaged by her warm hands when she heard Rarity's voice break her stupor.

"Fleur, I must say, you must simply hide those things before you enchant the room." The mare with a purple mane chuckled and held up a bag with clothing. "Now, let's cover you up dear. You have a vacation to prepare for, and being half naked here isn't doing much to help you."

Fleur took the bag, and quickly discarded the green panties, in favor of the black ones in the bag, and the bra to match. She loved the way the black stood out against her fur, and took a moment to admire herself once more. She gave her two companions a spin, which gained her a small applause, and resumed getting dressed. She put on a simple red button up blouse, and tight jeans finished the casual outfit.

"So, let's go find my husband. I need to have my escort after all."

Hoity nodded, and then he pointed at a blue maned stallion heading towards them. "Done."

With that, Fleur moved to her husband quickly, and wasted no time kissing him deeply, their tongue meeting in a familiar dance. Fancy chuckled through the short, but loving kiss.

"I see you missed my company my love."

The mare nodded and smiled. "I'm ready to leave. Let's head home and make the final preparations for our trip."

The lovers turned and waved goodbye to Hoity and Rarity, and took their leave. Rarity turned to Hoity and chuckled.

"I spotted that hug you two shared. I know her form is enchanting, but feeling the mare up, darling?" The mare gave him a playful smile.

Hoity brushed a lock of hair out of his face, and used a fake tone of distress. "I know! I hope my husband can forgive me."

The pair laughed together, and walked off on their own way.

Fleur lounged on a small sun chair by the pool, her body clad in a tight, black bikini with her cutie mark over her right breast. She was enjoying the warmth of the sun, but found the noise of the pool, and the ponies within, hard to ignore, and it ruined the moment of sun soaking peace she wanted. She sat slowly up, removing her sun glasses as a filly of one of the other vacationers let out a squeal of delight as she dived into the pool.

She looked to her husband next to her, reading a small novel. He wore a simple swim suit of light grey, and was without his monocle, which was a rare sight for most ponies. Fleur looked past him, to the ocean that was a short walk from the resort they were staying at.

"Fancy, I feel we need to go for a walk." She spoke, gathering her towel, and bag.

The stallion looked up from his book and raised an eyebrow. "A walk?" He closed his book and looked to the clock hanging on the wall of the outdoor pool area. "But I thought you wanted to tan. We've only been out here for twenty minutes."

She nodded. "I know, but..." She lowered her voice. "I was hoping for someplace a little more... quiet."

The blue mustached pony nodded and gave her a smile. "I suppose a nice spot on the beach would be better?"

Fleur smiled and stood up. "Exactly my dear. Now, gather your things, and let's go find a lovely spot."

The pair left the pool, and made their way through the resort, stopping only for a moment for Fancy to go back, and get Fleur's sun hat from the pool. He gently placed the hat on her head and brushed her mane behind her ear.

"Perfect. You look divine my love." He added to the compliment by kissing her neck, and placed his hand on her hip. "Shall we find a place for you to tan?"

"Let's." The mare giggled. She smiled to her lover, and found herself admiring his features. He had a strong jaw, a noble brow, and an air of calm authority that made him a stallion others gravitated towards, but it was another reason that made her love him, though his physical form was a major one.

It was the gentle nature he had. The way he cared about others, even if he didn't know them was enticing to the mare. The compassion he had for others was the reason she not only loved him, but adored him. It was what won her over, it was what made Rarity their friend, and it was the reason she quit being a stripper, and worked for Hoity Toity. He had convinced her to leave the business behind, telling her that she could use her looks for a lucrative way that would give her more nights off.

Fleur gently nuzzled her husband’s cheek as she remembered the conversation that changed her life. He had walked into the club and had asked her for a private show. Once they were alone he had asked her something she didn’t get often, which was if she remembered him. She had told him she didn’t and he had reminded her of a bachelor party that had rented the entire club for the night, and that she was the mare assigned to him that night. He quickly made his offer to her, that she could live a more comfortable life, if all she did was take a job as a model.

At the time, she had told him no one would want a stripper for a model, and he left the club, promising her that he would prove her wrong.

Fancy had convinced Hoity of her potential, and one fashion show later, she was his star model. Months later, she asked Hoity for a favor, and one night of fine dining, expensive wine, and a night under the stars, they were in love. They were married a year later and happily in love every moment of it.

The mare was brought out of her fond memories when she felt sand beneath her hooves, and the distinct sound of waves crashing on a shore came to her ears. She scanned the beach, seeing a surprising lack of ponies on it. Her attention turned to the sky and it was a perfect day. Her curiosity was not lost on her stallion.

"Is something amiss, Fleur?" He smiled to her.

"I'm surprised at the lack of ponies on this beach. It's a perfect day, and a magnificent beach like this so empty..."

Fancy nodded and searched through the beach bag he carried. "I might have an answer to that." He pulled out a small pamphlet. "The Sisters goddesses are visiting the fair, and taking a tour of the northern city here."

Fleur frowned and looked to her husband. "And... we are not going to see them because...?"

He chuckled and kissed the mare on the cheek. "We are on vacation dear. This trip is about you, me, and a little rest. We can visit the sisters another time. Right now, we have our tans to work on."

The off white mare beamed up to her husband, and the pair walked near the water, and began walking along, looking for a spot that was secluded. The pair attracted stares from other ponies, and while the stallions stared at Fleur, she caught a fair share of mares looking at Fancy. She tried her hardest to hide her proud smile as she inspected her husband. Fancy was a tall stallion, and in addition to his height, he was in very good shape, which he attributed to good genes, and the fact his father was a personal trainer and founder of the E.W.F. The Equestrian Wrestling Federation.

Fleur smiled at the fond memories of working out with her husband, him with his weights, and her with her stripping pole. It was rather fun to work out on the pole, and it motivated Fancy to try to impress her with his weights. Those workouts usually ended with a very fun, and vigorous round of sex.

Fancy noticed his wife seemed distracted, and spent a few moments admiring her body. Her fur was perfection, as it was a smooth white with a hint of pink throughout, with not a blemish in sight, and he knew there were none out of sight as well. Her stomach was well toned, and she was lean, which aided her previous career and current one very well. He let her take the lead and watched the gently swaying of her hips for a moment, and then gently grabbed her hips, stopping her movement and grinding his growing erection between her wondrous buttocks.

Fleur giggled at her husband’s actions then reached back to hold her lovers head as he humped her gently. This continued for a moment and she felt his hands move to her breasts, and squeeze them through the fabric. She gave a small gasp of surprise and quickly looked around to make sure they were alone. She noticed that they had walked to a fair distance away from the beach near the resort, and were on a rockier beach, and it was completely empty. She giggled now that she was certain she was safe, and gently reached back and groped Fancy’s growing erection through his swimsuit.

Fancy kissed her on the crook of her neck. “I love the way you look in your bikini.”

“Thank you love.” She smiled back to him and let out a small moan as his hands roughly squeezed her boobs.

“You know what I love more?” He whispered into her ear. She waited to hear, feeling a warmth from her loins begin to spread.

“Fucking you.” His breath was hot upon her neck, and she suppressed a shudder.

"I think we have found a fair spot then." She spotted a large cropping of rocks, and could see that it formed a small curve, where one could sit in the sand and tan during the middle of the day, and be unseen by nearly all directions. "There. It's quiet, private, and we can… ‘tan’ nicely."

Fancy chuckled as they approached it. "I doubt we will find it unoccupied. Such a perfect spot like that is bound to be taken." His hands left her breasts and stayed at her hips, making them walk slowly, his cock straining to break free of its confines to get at the curvy ass it was grinding against.

The pair walked onto the small grotto, and they were surprised that it was empty. Fleur smiled and walked into the middle and placed her towel down.

"Perfect! I love this spot. Plenty of sun, privacy, and there is only you and me." She quipped as she sat on her towel.

Fancy smiled and placed his own towel next to hers and sat down. "This is pretty nice."

Fleur felt the hand of her lover gently place itself on her thigh and begin rubbing up and down. She smiled softly to her lover and placed her hand on his. They shared a loving look to each other, and Fancy gently kissed her on the lips. She felt his tongue brush against her lips and she granted him entrance. Their tongue met, and hers was quickly dominated by his, their tastes filling each other’s mouths, and she could feel his agile tongue exploring her mouth.

They part, but not before the stallion gently bit her lower lip, giving it a light tug, and then letting it go, leaving only a strand of their mixed spit connecting them. Fleur blushed and ran her hand through his mane.

"What is spurring this, my love?" She felt his hand move across her leg then to her hip.

"You are enchanting, and I wanted to let you know how much I love you." The hand continued its journey to the small of her back.

Fleur smiled and moved her hand to his chest. "Dear, you’re doing it again."

The stallion gave her a raised eyebrow, and a smirk. "Doing what, my love?"

Fleur placed her hand on his groin, and was very pleased to discover that his cock was quickly hardening. "You are making me love you, and horny as hell." Her voice became husky. “I need your cock in me.”

Fancy chuckled and his hand finished its trip to the strings of Fleur's top. He gave one of the strings a quick tug and the tension keeping the bikini top on the busty mare loosened. He wasted no time lifting the cloth off of her and tossing it onto their bag.

"Much better look for you my love." He kissed the top of each breast and then gently cupped them. "How can I be so lucky as to be your lover, let alone your husband?"

The light pink unicorn giggled and moved her hand into his pants. "It's a good combination of luck, love, and lust."

The mare's hand closed around the thick shaft of her husband’s dick, and she gave it a few small tugs, mostly to tease her husband, but also to get him to shift up to his knees. He did so, wordlessly removing his shorts, and tossing them over with her top. Fancy began to return to his sitting position, but Fleur stopped him.

"No... stay standing." She gave him a playful grin. "You were willing to go to that show even though you dislike them. You deserve a little something for it."

His expression was confused for a moment, until he saw her levitate the sunscreen over and begin lathering up her breasts. He smiled and quickly placed his hand on her head. "I love you."

"I know." She brought her cleavage around his modest member. That was one of the many things about him she loved. He was not a massive man when it came to his cock, but he knew how to use it to make her feel the best he could. He wasn't small either, just average in size, but that made up for her larger than average bust size. His shaft was a mottled black, with patches of a fleshy pink speckled around, ending in a flat head.

His head barely made it above the two mounds of soft warm flesh, and she took a moment to kiss it, tasting the precum beginning to leak from it. She looked up to the bright blue eyes of her lover and smiled.

"Dear, this is your gift. Fuck my tits."

Her lover moved his hands to her shoulders and began humping her bust, his cock moving through the slick space between her breasts, a beautiful friction that sent electric shocks from cock to head, and drove his mind wild. Every fiber of his being screamed for him to pick up the pace, but he restrained, because he didn't want to hurt the wonderful mare beneath him, and to prolong the pleasure. Her breasts were warm, soft like silk, and so damn perfect.

Fleur, for her part, kept her breasts pressed around the member of her husband to keep the pressure constant. She loved that her husband adored her boobs so much, that he literally would fuck them. She giggled at the sensation of his medial ring hitting her nipples, and grinned up at him and decided to bring her husband to another level. As his head poked above the sea of soft flesh, she would kiss it. The warmth of his member on her lips drove her mind wild, because she knew that the same member that was so warm held a hot liquid that made all this effort worth it.

Fleur stopped kissing the tip, as the taste of the improvised lube reached her tongue, and instead began moving her tits up as he pulled out, and brought them down when he thrust in them. The result was a series of low moans of pleasure, and the strained voice of the stallion above her.

"Shit... your breasts are amazing..."

Fleur beamed with pride at making her husband swear and continued her ministrations on his member. "You are amazing, mon amant."

The lovers lost track of time, but Fancy felt a familiar tingling in his loins as he neared the edge. "Fleur... I'm going to..."

His breath was ragged, and he was covered in a light sheen from the physical exertion, keeping his pace the same for the whole ordeal. Fleur nodded and squeezed her breasts tighter and began rubbing her flesh against his cock faster. Moments later, she saw the tell-tale jerk of his hips, and she did the one thing she knew would drive him wild, and over the edge. She let her breasts go, and gently cupped his heavy balls. She gave them a gentle squeeze, and that sealed the deal.

With a blissful grunt, Fancy unleashed ropes of his seed all over the breasts and face of his wife. Fleur giggled as one strand hit her on the cheek, and she pressed her breasts together, to catch all of his seed, and pool it all together. The torrent of cum ended after several seconds and Fleur quickly gathered all of it into a small orb with her magic and she smiled at the transfixed expression of her husband. She winked at him then moved the orb of seed above her head and then let it slowly drip into her mouth.

She played with the salty, yet sweet, seed and made a show of it for her lover. She opened her mouth, and blew a few bubbles, then slowly swallowed and licked her lips.

"Incroyable." She saw his cock twitch as she spoke her native tongue. Many could guess that she was from Prance with her name, and while they would be correct, the lack of an accent threw many of them off. Truth was, she took voice coaching for her stripping job so she could better flirt with patrons.

Fancy smiled and sat on the towel. "My dear, you always manage to impress me."

"I do what I can to make you happy." She crawled over to him, and straddled his hips, his semi-erect cock gently pressing against her bikini bottom, and the warm wetness that he felt made his cock twitch once more. "Je veux que tu me baises."

She grabbed the string on the side of her suit and pulled it, letting the cloth fall away from her dripping sex. Fancy groaned as she ground her moist cunt against his member.

"My love... what did you say?" His hands moved to her hips, and he stared into her violet eyes.

"It was an order, Fancy." She smiled and removed the sunscreen from her body and positioned his head at her entrance. "I want... no, I need you to fuck me."

Fancy replied in the best way he could think. He smiled fondly, and pulled her hips down, impaling the mare on his rod, and bottoming out as her hips met his. Fleur let out a small cry of joy, the velvety walls of her sex being stretched by a member that felt custom made for her. She moaned and gyrated her hips on him, making his smile turn to a blissful expression. They felt each other’s heart beat through their connected organs, and it was a sensation that only long time lovers could ever experience. His member felt like it was in a fitted tunnel of love, and hers being stretched in all the ways she could ever want.

"Oh putain oui!" She cried out.

"I agree." Fancy reached up and groped her breasts. Fleur gently lifted her hips so only the head of his spear was in her, then dropped down, creating waves of pleasure for them, and eliciting moans from them as well. She continued to do it and set herself to a rhythm that was slightly faster than that of Fancy's when he fucked her tits. The stallion below her roughly squeezed her breasts, and then pulled on her nipples, causing the mare to moan and drop to her hips to his once more.

"Fancy, you tease." She was breathless, and Fancy chuckled then gently pulled her closer, and kissed her breasts, then locked his lips to hers.

Fleur moaned and lifted her hips again, continuing the love making. The hands of the stallion found another home on her hips and as she came down, he thrust up, and the effect was instant.

"Oh oui! Baiser ma chatte!" She screamed in her native tongue, and she placed her forehead to his, their horns rubbing against one another's. Fancy chuckled and spanked the mare as she lifted her hips once more. He adored her when she was like his, and he found her swearing in Prench erotic to the highest level.

"I fuck you so hard, you forget Equestrian." He smiled as the mare gripped his shoulder and dug her nails in his shoulder. He groaned at the pain, but it was quickly forgotten as her hips met his with a lewd slap.

"I love you so much..." The mare breathed out and he felt her walls tighten around his member, and a wave of warm wet washed over his cock. She was orgasming on top of him and he held her close to him as she rode out her bliss. He stroked her hair, and was amazed as she lifted her hips and continued riding him, despite the fact he could still feel her tight walls around his member.

"Are you close?"

Fancy nodded. "So close... just a little more."

The tightness of her orgasm ridden walls helped bring him to the edge, but it was her voice that finished it for him.

"Remplis-moi de ton amour."

The simple phrase was spoken with so much love and lust that it through the stallion past the point of no return and he forced the hips of the mare to his own. He gasped as his second orgasm washed over him, and he released his second torrent into the waiting sex of his lover. Fleur could feel the searing heat of her lover’s seed and she gasped, and felt another orgasm crash through her body. Shuddering, she collapsed on her husband and screamed in rapturous joy.

The pair laid there, the warm rays of the sun shining on their afterglow. Fleur took breath into her ravaged lungs and slowly rolled to the side of her husband; letting out a small gasp as her husband’s dick, and a fair amount of cum was freed from her sex with a wet 'plop.' She laid down next to the stallion and cuddled up to him.

Fancy kissed his wife gently on the head and smiled as she smiled up at him and hugged him. "I'd say this is a good way to begin our vacation. So... shall we tan now?"

Fleur nodded. "Of course my love... but for now, hold me."

The unicorn stallion nodded and gently stroked the back of his mare. A few minutes passed in silence, then Fancy spoke softly.

"Dear?"

"Mmhmm?" Fleur basked in the sun, her eyes closed.

"What did that mean?" He lightly stroked the fur on her hip. "Remplis, deton amour, or what it was exactly that you said."

The mare let out a small hum and kissed her stallion on the cheek. "Fill me with your love..." She giggled and nuzzled him. "And you did."

The pair shared a small laugh and continued the cuddle, happy to know that they were in their lover’s arms.